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"Are you dumb, bitch? I said listen. "The man clears his throat and I can hear muffled noises as he tells someone to shut up. "You will come alone to the abandoned warehouse at the industrial park. If we see or even get a whiff of one of your slut bitches, I’ll slit this pussy motherfucker’s throat. You have one hour." The phone goes dead. I jump out of bed dialing Zeus' number, and throwing on my clothes.

"Zeus, bring everyone to my room, Ace is fucked and we need a plan," I command, hanging up the phone and brushing my hair to throw it up in a Ponytail.

My day has just got bad, and damn it I was really wanting that doughnut and orange juice.

Ten minutes later and with fifty minutes left, my hotel room is full of both club’s members'.

"Trace Ace's phone and make sure he's at the warehouse. I don't want to ride into an even bigger trap and he won't even be there," I say, looking at a map of the Heron Industrial Park. "Look there's a dirt road that leads to the back of the park, I need y’all to stay hidden while I go in."

"Fuck that Storm, you can't go in there by yourself,” Zeus declares, rubbing his jaw. "I can't let you."

"Zeus, I don't need any of y’alls fucked up "men are tougher than women" cavemen bullshit. I might not be as strong as you but I'm a bad bitch. I’m one of the best shots here. I know how to fight and can shoot you in the heart with an arrow from five hundred feet away, don't fuck with me." I stand up and poke him in the chest. "This is my club, my girls, my family and just because youmenthink because you have a cockyourule the world, but not here. Here I'm the motherfucking queen!"

"Okay, tell us what you need us to do." He steps back, holding his hands up.

I give everyone their instructions of how the plan is going to work out. How I’m going to get their President andmy manback. I think about that for a second, my man, yep, sounds good to me.

After the meeting, I step outside into the sun and climb on to my bike. Hopefully, not for the last time.

Chapter48

Ace

"Wake up you bastard!" A burn engulfs my cheeks and a resounding smack echoes in my ears. The strike against my face has me jolting awake.Fuck that stings, I think to myself as I try to focus on the dipshit snapping his fingers in front of my face. Abbadon.

"Where the hell am I?" I try to speak but my words are jumbled and my mouth feels like it’s full of sand.

"Boy, you sure have turned the Crows into a laughing stock. Your dad would roll over in his grave if he could see what you've turned his club into." Abbadon's voice is gravely and deep as though he has smoked a million cigarettes.

"Oh, you mean because we don't rape innocent little girl’s anymore," I spit back, at the guy who I remember from my teenage years. He looks the same except his face is older, with wrinkles, his hair is balding, and his clothes are dirty.

"Wait until that sweet thing comes to save your ass. I'm going to do more than rape her. I'm going to gut her from cunt to sternum and I'm going to make you watch as me and my guys fuck every hole in her body. Plus, the ones we make." He coughs and it sounds wet like he’s going to hack up a lung.

"You have no fucking clue what she’s capable of you rapist piece of shit! She’ll rip your balls off and force your buddies to eat them while you watch," I scoff, trying to sit up straighter. "Tough move by the way, ramming my motorcycle off the road, makes you look like you're the ones with a vagina." That comment earns me a punch in the gut and a mouth full of knuckles. I spit out the blood. “Is that the best you got?" I smile, blood pouring out of my lip.

"I'm going to cut out your tongue. You disrespectful little piece of shit." He pulls out a hunting knife and steps closer when all of a sudden one of the guys falls to the floor. Abbadon grabs me and holds a knife to my throat as his friend lays on the wooden floor with an arrow in his heart.

"You are fucked, Abbadon! You think she can't kill you? She already took out all of your pedophile, kid fucking friends and now she's coming after you," I say, as he maneuvers the knife closer to my jugular.

"Show yourself you twat, or imma kill your boyfriend!" A noise comes from behind us, and he turns around giving me enough momentum to head butt him. I fall to my side, working the rope that has me tied to a chair when a gunshot rings throughout the building and Abbadon’s other lanky, who I believe is Jaxx, falls to the ground with a bullet in his skull.

“Two more to go,” Storm announces, standing over the body of the last man she killed.

Chapter49

Storm

Ijump down from the rafters as the others come sneaking in from various entry points into the warehouse. The old man has upgraded from a hunting knife and now points a gun at Ace.

"You pull that trigger you cock sucker and I’ll torture you for months. You’ll cry and beg for relief, but it’ll never come," I growl. "You might as well give up, I killed all of your skanky friends. I made them pincushions and flayed them. I've been quite creative if I do say so myself. They were no longer recognizable once I was done with them. It’s quite poetic though if you think about it. The first man who touched me was you and you're gonna be the last of my rapists to die."

"You were so tight. I remember it like it was yesterday. Did you enjoy the broken ribs? Prez didn't order the beating, but after all, the club had you. I figured I could do what I wanted to you." A creepy smile comes to his face. He coughs and then spits on Ace. “I know I'm outnumbered, and that I'm going to die today. I'm not dumb, but you’ll have to live the rest of your life with what I've done to you and with watching your precious Talon die at your hands." His finger is on the trigger of his gun, pointing at Ace. Chyna sneaks up behind him and grabs his arm, sending the bullet flying hitting Ace in the leg.

Chyna wrestles the gun from him. She holds Abbadon down as Zeus makes his way to help her. Siren rushes to Ace, tearing a strip of fabric from her shirt to try to stop the bleeding in his leg.

"Big mistake, jackass!" I yell, hauling back and hitting him straight in the nose, knocking him out. "You're about to have the worst day of your life.”

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